Best Latchet Poems

Mother's fine old broach had I worn
on the edge of my green jacket 
that I'd bought to keep me warm 
-but the shamrock undid its latchet.

The broach fell off in the trek 
to Brewley’s to rest our poor feet.
I had a coffee, and what the...

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When she turned to me,I admired what she prefer,
How did it occur?
Obviously,it was items I initially disprefer, 
Beautiful latchet bag at my back,
Please hope you've being referred? 
Her parent invited me to enjoy with them at the national park,
Eish,something it wasn't deterred, 
All this while...

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